Chapter 649 – Without Paying The Price
"Was he even this... handso before?" the brunette asked, eyes narrowing on Lux again.
"He wasn’t ugly," one admitted. "But not like this."
"Definitely not you," soone said, gesturing at Lux. "He didn’t have your energy. That aura. Like..." She exhaled. "Like he didn’t even know what to do with his own skin."
"Which is weird, right?" the elf said. "The Albrechts are rich. Prestigious. One of the old noble finance lines. He should’ve been born dripping confidence."
Lux stayed silent for a beat.
Watching them.
Processing.
He leaned back against the stone again, dripping wet and half glowing under the sun. The perfect blend of demon-blooded nace and casual billionaire charm.
So that was it.
Vincent wasn’t confident with himself.
He had the na. The money. The history.
But not the self-worth. Not the presence.
So instead of owning his own image, he borrowed soone else’s.
Lux’s.
And now Vincent, sweet, awkward Vincent, was going through his rebellious phase.
"But he didn’t want to accept the consequences," Lux murmured aloud.
The girls looked at him.
"This is his rebellion," Lux continued. "His tantrum. Playboy style. Using my na to seduce won, to get what he thinks he deserves. Without paying the price."
"Coward," the elf muttered. "Using you like a shield."
"Like a brand," Lux corrected, eyes narrowing. "And now he’s saring it."
"But why you?" the tan MILF asked, lounging at the poolside. "Why not so celebrity?"
Lux shrugged. "Because I’m real. Mysterious. New to the city. Quiet enough to be copied but strong enough to make won drop their morals."
"You’re not wrong," she added with a crooked smirk, eyes raking him again.
"He always seed a bit... off," another said thoughtfully. "Not bad, just... invisible. Like he was tired of being in the background."
"Still," one of them said, voice soft now. "There were good rumors too. I heard he once paid off a maid’s family debt after her son fell ill."
"I heard he writes poetry," said another. "Real poetry. Handwritten."
"Didn’t he sponsor a healing clinic last winter?" the elf asked. "For hybrid kids? Quietly, through one of the side branches?"
"Seriously?" another said. "I thought that was just a rumor."
"He made a good na for himself," Lux admitted, voice calm but edged in sothing sharper. "He’s not dumb. A man like that? With that family? He can’t afford to tarnish the Albrecht na."
He turned his head slightly, letting the sunlight catch the corner of his smirk.
"So instead... he uses mine. To play around. Ruin hearts. Get his revenge."
The tan elf tilted her head and pouted. "Aw~ That’s so cowardly." She leaned in closer, her voice silk-wrapped. "Do you need to calm you down, Lux?"
Another woman beside her scoffed. "You already have a husband."
The elf rolled her eyes and tossed her hair back like it was yesterday’s mistake. "Soon to be ex husband. I caught him sleeping with his secretary two weeks ago." She smiled sweetly, eyes gleaming. "I’m suing him for seventy percent of his wealth."
Lux blinked. "Oof."
"I don’t care," she said, shrugging with absolutely no remorse. "So let’s just say I’m single now... which ans I can finally have so fun."
Her gaze raked over his chest, still glistening from the water, then lower... slow and lingering. "And you, Lux... you look fun."
Another woman elbowed her. "Oh co on, you’re already plotting his blood type."
The elf smirked and leaned even closer to Lux, brushing her fingertips along his shoulder. Her nails traced his collarbone like she was outlining a property she wanted to buy.
"I just want to... soothe his stress," she whispered, lips nearly brushing his jaw. "He looks so tense. So... overworked. Poor thing. Maybe you need a little vacation? So personal... care."
"I’m sure you’d offer a full treatnt," Lux muttered dryly, glancing at her wandering hand, but not stopping it.
"Mmhmm," she purred. "I specialize in hands on service."
"You’re literally divorced because of that exact line of work," one of the won snorted.
"Hey," the elf shrugged, still half-drapped over Lux. "At least I do it better."
Lux’s smirk curved again. "Tempting."
The others watched, so amused, others clearly wanting a turn.
Then...
"I thought you went back to the mansion."
The voice ca from behind them, light, precise, and unmistakably sharp.
Lux didn’t flinch. His smirk widened.
"Ely," he said, turning.
She stood in a sleek pearl-blue dress, hair tied loosely, eyes narrowed in that delicate way only a woman who saw too much too quickly could manage.
Lux walked over to her, dripping, sin in casual form.
And kissed her.
Right on the lips.
No sha. No hesitation.
Just slow, warm pressure and the kind of kiss that said ’yes, I’m in trouble, but I don’t care.’
Ely blinked, mouth parted slightly. "You—"
"I got bored," he said, brushing her hair behind her ear with lazy fingers. "So I thought I’d co visit."
Her mouth twitched. "You’re causing more chaos than relaxation."
"I’m blending in," he said innocently. "Look... sun, pool, won. It’s practically a treatnt plan."
"You left your trunk in the changing room last ti you were here. It caused quite a ruckus among my female custors."
Lux glanced back at the tan elf and winked. "See? I’m a repeat custor."
"You promised you’d behave last ti. You didn’t."
"Yeah. But at least I paid well."
"This isn’t about money."
"I also paid in charm."
Ely gave him a long stare. "Charm doesn’t pay bills."
Lux leaned in again, nose brushing hers. "But it gets kisses."
Her lips twitched. "Lux..."
He grinned. "Want one more?"
She narrowed her eyes.
Then grabbed his neck and kissed him back, harder this ti. Enough to make the tan elf gasp.
Lux made a satisfied hum in the back of his throat.
The pool ladies stared, montarily stunned. One of them whispered, "Okay... that was hot."
Ely finally pulled back and sighed. "You’re impossible."
"I’m bored," he said again, holding her waist loosely. "That’s more dangerous than being angry."
"Clearly."
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